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PB77 logln CREAM TOAST. No. 2. "Now carry him over the bridge and put him down there, and he must go home, whether he likes it or not," goes on Mona to her warrior, whereupon that renowned person, armed with the shrieking turkey, crosses the bridge. Having gained the other side, he places the angry bird on its mother earth, and with a final and almost tender "Shoo!" sends him scuttling along to the farmyard in the distance, where, no doubt, he is received either with open arms and kisses, or with a sounding "spank," as our American cousins would say, by his terrified mamma.,"Comedy!" echoed Mrs. Dallas, in scorn. "You mean tragedy!","Why, sure we was, but we were stuck tight. You might have passed us, easy enough.","Where did you take it to?" demanded Jen, baffled in one direction and trying another.,Bruce laughed good-naturedly as he shook hands.，"Dear me! what a terribly unpleasant young man!" thinks Mona, at her wits' end to know what to say next. Tapping her fingers in a perplexed fashion on the table nearest her, she wonders when he will cease his exhaustive survey of the walls and give her an opportunity of leaving the room.，"I have, and to Mrs. Dallas, who declines to sanction our engagement. She wants Isabella to marry David, and said--"，"Yes, sir, he is on board the Victory. She is the one that is ahead of and to windward of the ship that has stun-sails set."“I did,” said Mr. Whitney, “but as the dam will furnish enough water to irrigate one hundred and eighty thousand acres, you see that brings the cost down to about forty dollars an acre, which won’t be much once it is all under cultivation. This charge is like a mortgage—the Government is secured by the land itself. But it won’t be long now—two or three years at the outside—before the dam is finished and the land is ready to be cultivated. Ted Adams, my predecessor here, finished up a diversion dam below at Leesburg which has been a help.”

"When will the prizes be announced?" she asked breathlessly, as the door clicked in its lock. "Shall we have to wait long?",O'er the fine tints of parting day;,She says it all quite simply, with a smile, and a quick blush that arises merely from the effort of having to explain, not from the explanation itself. There is not a touch of malice in her soft eyes or on her parted lips.,“Mary Ellen Smith; but my mama calls me May Nell; and she says—she says ‘kid’ is vulgar.” The last words were very shy.,"Slammed him good and hard," returned Griffin succinctly. "Told him he was fifteen different sorts of a lobster.",In a few minutes sail had been trimmed on both vessels, and when each had measured a distance that gave the other no more than a sight of her bulwarks upon the sea line, the helm was put amidships and the frigate and the schooner were steered along that course in which they hoped in a few days to overhaul the Minorca.,Life is but short—,"It's the best ever," she declared. "I'll 'wagger,' as Hannah Ann says, that you lift the medal.","You are all wet. Do go home and change your clothes," says Mona, who is still sitting on the grass with her gown spread carefully around her. "Or perhaps"-reluctantly—"it will be better for you to go to the farm, where Bridget will look after you.","I never heard such awful language," says Rodney. "To tell me to my face that you hate me. Oh, Miss Mona! How have I merited such a speech?","Because de master hab doomed dat yaller-ha'r," said Dido, and continued her song.,Night is creeping up over the land. Already in the heavens the pale crescent moon just born rides silently,—.